Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Fruit Cart










Press a path for discovery
Shine it closer to recovery

Nevermind the protest
Celebrate the road test

Victories don’t come in bits and parts
We ride them wholly in our little carts

We know the primary resolution
So let’s jump on the next evolution

We don’t need an ambush
Just a good solid gut rush

Oh, we’ll know our duty
‘Cause life is good and fruity

I’ll roll that on my tongue
And no one will get hung

To finish this tome
And bring it on home

When we do the love well
We all have nothing to sell





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